After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

Xiao Yi said again: "The palace is so big that you may get lost, but should your brother go with you to change clothes? I heard that little girls love to go to the bathroom hand in hand. If Jiaojiao likes it, brother can also go hand in hand with you. The toilet."

Nan Baoyi: "..."

She didn't want to go to the toilet hand in hand with him!

She gritted her teeth, poured a cup of corn juice for Xiao Yi, lifted her palace skirt, and went to the toilet alone.

In this palace, she knew how to get there with her eyes closed.

How could she get lost...

As Nan Baoyi left Chengle Hall, Concubine Jiang, who was ill-tempered, quietly left.

The West Room is not far from Chengle Hall, at the end of the red-painted veranda.

After Nan Baoyi came out after cleaning his hands, he saw two rows of palace ladies carrying palace lanterns, and the veranda was as bright as day.

Concubine Jiang Gui sat lazily on the rose chair, and the fox fur set off her magnificent grace.

It was cold outside the hall.

Nan Baoyi rubbed her hands, "I'm just like a toilet, and the imperial concubine is actually blocking the door of the west room... I don't know, I thought you wanted to go to the toilet hand in hand with me."

"A clever tongue is like a spring!" Jiang Guifei said coldly, "My palace's Xin'er, was shot by your own hands. This ill-tempered breath, my palace can't swallow it anyway. Nan Baoyi, the life debt is to be paid for by life. !"

Nan Baoyi chuckled lightly.

She stared at Concubine Jiang without fear, "Dare to ask Concubine, who told you I killed the third princess? Is there evidence?"

Concubine Jiang Gui said in a deep voice, "Gu Chongshan saw it with his own eyes, and his eyes are the evidence!"

Nan Baoyi looked over.

Gu Chongshan stood behind Concubine Jiang Gui.

The upper half of his face was trapped in the shadows, making it difficult to see his emotions.

The curvature of the red lips descended, and it was an extremely cool gesture.

Nan Baoyi tilted his head.

It turned out that when she shot Chu Lexin, she was seen by nine thousand years old.

Concubine Jiang Gui couldn't help feeling refreshed when she saw her silent.

She stood up, walked in front of Nan Baoyi, with a jade hand in armor, grabbing her cheeks coldly, forcing her to look up at her.

She was eager to split, and said every word: "You killed the daughter of this palace and ruined the reputation of Huaimei... Nan Baoyi, this palace and you are not at odds with you! Jiang family and Nan are not at odds!"

After roaring, he raised his hand and slapped Nan Baoyi!

Nan Baoyi fell to the ground, his cheeks red and swollen.

She slowly raised her head and looked at Concubine Jiang quietly.

The palace lanterns dimmed, and the music from Chengle Hall faintly sounded, making the place more silent.

For some reason, even if she was alone facing the angry Concubine Jiang, even if she knew that the next situation might be bad, she was still not afraid.

The blood seems to be boiling.

Every part of the body was clamoring madness and revenge.

Unforgettable, the malice of everyone in the palace in the previous life.

Unforgettable, Chu Lexin rode her through the palace alleys on horseback. Her palace dress was ragged, broken and bloody. She lifted her head from the pool of blood in tears, but she saw Concubine Jiang personally supporting Chu Lexin to dismount her horse. Wipe her sweat and gently tell her not to get tired.

Her child is a child, a child of another family, just a piece of grass for her daughter to play with.

She didn't want the hatred of the previous life to speculate about the people she met in this life.

But the facts have taught her that some people have been malicious towards her from the beginning, and will not change with her identity.

She sat up slowly.

She stared at Concubine Jiang, curled her eyebrows and laughed in the reflection of the palace lantern.

Innocence and blood meet in her eyes.

The hatred of previous lives, after stepping into this palace, after feeling the hurt of these people, spread like weeds.

I reminded her all the time that she was not the innocent and charming fifth girl from the Nan family, and she was not the little girl who knew nothing about the world in the eyes of the ministers.

She is Nan Baoyi.

It was the trash that was abandoned by her husband's family and sold into the palace, the poor worm whose appearance was ruined and her family was ruined, and it was the little palace lady who was bullied and committed.

The wounds and shadows of previous lives have never been healed.

They are just being hidden.

The palace lantern lit the girl's Danfeng eyes.

She leaned forward and backward with a smile, becoming more and more mad.

Finally laughing enough, she tilted her head, Jin Bu shook slightly, reflecting the strange style.

She said crisply: "The imperial concubine wants to know, what did the third princess say before his death?"

Concubine Jiang was startled, "What did you say?"

Nan Baoyi blinked, "The imperial concubine is closer, let me tell you."

Concubine Jiang hesitantly approached.

She leaned forward to Nan Baoyi, "What did Xin'er say?"

Nan Baoyi bent her eyebrows to look at her, slowly raised her hand, and earnestly held Jinbu Shake.

Her red lips lightly opened: "She said--"

"The imperial concubine."

Suddenly a voice came from the shadows.

Gu Chongshan walked out slowly and glanced at Nan Baoyi condescendingly, "Before the third princess died, nothing was left. This woman is lying to you."

He took the golden step and shook it.

The little girl from the South family always loves the one on the bun.

The workmanship is exquisite and delicate, the hidden button is pulled, and what is pulled out is not a step, but a small and exquisite sharp blade, the blade is quenched with dark purple poison, and the throat is sealed by blood.

Concubine Jiang was furious, and she slapped Nan Baoyi with her backhand!

She snapped: "How dare you assassinate this palace?!"

Nan Baoyi fell to the ground.

Blood stains rolled down the corners of her lips, she was still smiling, her smile trembled, her slender shoulders trembling slightly.

It is the Shangyuan Festival.

Miyagi is majestic and majestic.

Music is dignified and festive.

The palace lanterns are bright.

Her palace dress was complicated and generous, like a blooming flower.

But her laughter was bleak.

Concubine Jiang's heart was hairy, and she felt a little fear.

She swallowed, took two steps back, and said coldly: "Take her to the Xichang. Outside, she said that she was lost in the palace. The palace wants her to be tortured by the Xichang, it is better to die!"

Gu Chongshan said "Here".

Certainly being suspected, Concubine Jiang took the maid and the maid back to Chengle Hall first.

In the veranda, only Gu Chongshan and Nan Baoyi were left.

He played with the golden hairpin, "Assassinating the noble concubine, so bold."

Nan Baoyi stared at the void, the smile on her lips gradually disappeared.

She stood up, indifferent: "If it weren't for you, she would be dead."

"This is the imperial palace, not Jinguan City. She is a noble concubine. If she is dead, you will have to bury her." Gu Chongshan put the golden hairpin in his sleeve. "The Nanjia will also be implicated."

"Nine thousand years old is helping me?"

"I'm helping myself." Gu Chongshan stood with his hands coldly, "Xichang, I have to ask the princess to visit."

Nan Baoyi knew very well that Gu Chongshan relied on Concubine Jiang to cover the sky in the palace.

She can't escape.

She looked towards the west factory.

It is hidden in the darkness of Shang Yuanye, like a beast that devours people, waiting for new prey.

She has lived in Xichang for a long time. I wonder if Mrs. Liuhua, who killed her in her previous life, has appeared now?

She curled her lips, "Okay, I will follow you back to the West Factory."

She walked to one end of the veranda calmly, not like going to be tortured, but like going home.

Gu Chongshan followed behind her, his eyes deep.

The little girl from Nanjia, why does she know the direction of the West Factory?